Ten years ago, on this very day, my life was turned upside down. I’d watched with pride, and a little envy, as my cousin walked down the aisle of St Paul’s church. My perfectly petite, blonde-haired, and always immaculate cousin Olivia. My registry office wedding to Tim hadn’t been as lavish, as expensive, or even … Continue reading I’m sorry…
The job interview
Debbie was nervous. You could tell she was nervous by the overzealous smile she had plastered on her face; it made her look like an angry snarling dog sitting in the reception area and not the enthusiastic candidate she was hoping to portray. She’d arrived early as she’d always been advised to when it came … Continue reading The job interview
Returning to Paris
I’ve never forgotten my time spent in Paris, it’s a city I’ve loved from afar for many years and it has always held a special place in my heart. I had flirted with the idea of returning but never really wanted to face disappointment, knowing the city couldn’t delivery such magic a second time around. … Continue reading Returning to Paris
A past neither of us wanted resurrecting
Our holiday to Greece had been amazing, the sun had blazed gloriously everyday since our arrival and our days were lazy as we relaxed and explored the endless stretch of sandy beach. We enjoyed the spectacular scenery and each day we were eased into a slower pace as the herb scented warm air filled our … Continue reading A past neither of us wanted resurrecting
Book Girl
As a child I loved to read. Sadly books were an expenditure too far for my parents when most weeks they struggled to buy food and pay bills, so they relied on the schools we attended and the local library to provide any for our entertainment and education. As a family we didn’t own a … Continue reading Book Girl
The secondment
I hadn’t been home for a year, an excruciating long exhausting and fateful year. I had kept in touch, as I promised with Mum and Dad by email, and sent them postcards of San Francisco’s many and varied tourist attractions, a fictional narrative portraying my life in the states as a whirlwind of new adventures and … Continue reading The secondment
Ivy’s big day out
After rifling through her handbag for her compact mirror Ivy inspected her normally dull and tired blue eyes, even in the darkness she could see they were sparkling and full of life, glistening like precious jewels. She smiled and put her compact back, smiling again as she touched the plastic bag of clotted cream fudge, … Continue reading Ivy’s big day out
The invisible woman
When I woke up this morning I had disappeared. This might not be what you think, I hadn’t gone missing, I hadn’t been abducted. I was here in my bedroom; I could see the bed I climbed into last night and I could feel the now cold sheets. I still existed but I wasn’t here … Continue reading The invisible woman
Memories of taking tea with Grandma
It has been over ten years since my Grandma had passed away but despite the years having rolled by a cup of tea in a proper teacup still reminds me of her. The simple ritual of making a ‘pot of tea’ as she called it, calms me and always makes me smile. The warm memories … Continue reading Memories of taking tea with Grandma
All in the name of revenge
As she looked in the mirror her deadpan expression and lifeless reflection stared back. She had carefully applied her make-up to bring out the best of her features, but her troubled eyes could only see the foundation as a layer of anger, her rouge as rage and her red tinted lips smeared with bitterness as … Continue reading All in the name of revenge
Armed with a pen and notebook 